Someone like you. Teacher is my someone. I’m seeing that now. Short, simple, and sweet. That’s how I see things now. 🙂
I’ll confess I’m listening to him sing and play right now. I’m smitten. There, confession done.
Someone like you. Teacher is my someone. I’m seeing that now. Short, simple, and sweet. That’s how I see things now. 🙂
I’ll confess I’m listening to him sing and play right now. I’m smitten. There, confession done.
Good for you!
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